For Day 5 and 6, the school organised a science symposium , so I will not break up the two days. This symposium was attended by lots of schools in Ghaziabad and many important people like scientists were there. On the first day of the symposium, we had competitions like drawing a ScienceToon or debate. Most signed up for ScienceToon and fared resonably well against the other schools. They were to draw cartoons on saving the Earth with green energy as that was the theme for the symposium. Sean and I signed up for the science debate: "Green Energy, a Myth?" and all I can say about our performance is that we are thankful nobody got anything on tape. The other schools received weeks before notification and thus were able to prepare while we had to do it on the spot. Excuses aside, we were truly dreadful.
A resounding voice crying out to save the Earth...
After some disappointment from the teachers, we went back and around the school viewing the art pieces done by students as their means of saving the earth with green energy or energy conservation. It was quite a fun experience for us. However, my experiences were not so exciting as on the night of day 5 I was sick and vomited. Due to gluttony, I had to suffer at 2am in the morning and sort of repainted the hotel toilet. From day 6 onwards, everybody started falling ill.
We had lots of lectures on saving the earth in the near future and possible action plans were proposed on powerpoint by teams from each school. Our school presented an innovation project that went to the finals which was a concept clothes hangar. It was quite irrelevant but the judges were impressed by our flashy and animation-rich presentation.
A resounding voice crying out to save the Earth...
On the evening of the fifth night, we were introduced to the art of the Indian dance. India is a vast country, thus, Indian dance also takes on many forms in different regions. The teachers at Uttam School demonstrated three out of the six forms to us and it was interesting because each variation had different ways of showing a mood or expressing something. The unique thing about Indian dance is that the dancers had to wear the jingly thing on their ankles, like ankle bells.
Let's dance, baby!
After the dance demonstration, we went for stargazing. I had doubts about this from the very start and they were confirmed. Ghaziabad had a very bad haze and the sky was not at all clear for anything more than moon-gazing, which was what we eventually did. After the scientists set up an amateur telescope, we looked at the moon. It was interesting enough, as we have never seen the moon close up in our lives, seeing the craters and everything. We managed to squint at the most obvious star constellation, the Winter constellation, in which the stars formed an triangle. But all in all, it was sort of a letdown, which I had expected.
On Day 6, before we reached Uttam School for the second day of the symposium, we visited a school for the underpriviledged. Underpriviledged here means seriously underpriviledged, far far away from "underprivileged" in Singapore, or FAS or anything of those sort. The school grounds span 3m by 5m, sheltered by a tin roof propped up by twelve wooden poles. If that was bad enough, it was an improvement since they used to study under the tree until Uttam School decided to help out. Now they had a uniform and also textbooks to study, all donated by Uttam School. They sat on the bare ground and shoes to them were a luxury that they did not have. That, however, did not stop them from welcoming us with a dnace and a song. We interacted with them, though that would be an overstatement as it was the girls who did, not us. I could say that we were more shy than the underpriviledged.
Very solemn here.
Let's dance, baby!
After the dance demonstration, we went for stargazing. I had doubts about this from the very start and they were confirmed. Ghaziabad had a very bad haze and the sky was not at all clear for anything more than moon-gazing, which was what we eventually did. After the scientists set up an amateur telescope, we looked at the moon. It was interesting enough, as we have never seen the moon close up in our lives, seeing the craters and everything. We managed to squint at the most obvious star constellation, the Winter constellation, in which the stars formed an triangle. But all in all, it was sort of a letdown, which I had expected.
On Day 6, before we reached Uttam School for the second day of the symposium, we visited a school for the underpriviledged. Underpriviledged here means seriously underpriviledged, far far away from "underprivileged" in Singapore, or FAS or anything of those sort. The school grounds span 3m by 5m, sheltered by a tin roof propped up by twelve wooden poles. If that was bad enough, it was an improvement since they used to study under the tree until Uttam School decided to help out. Now they had a uniform and also textbooks to study, all donated by Uttam School. They sat on the bare ground and shoes to them were a luxury that they did not have. That, however, did not stop them from welcoming us with a dnace and a song. We interacted with them, though that would be an overstatement as it was the girls who did, not us. I could say that we were more shy than the underpriviledged.
Very solemn here.
After some disappointment from the teachers, we went back and around the school viewing the art pieces done by students as their means of saving the earth with green energy or energy conservation. It was quite a fun experience for us. However, my experiences were not so exciting as on the night of day 5 I was sick and vomited. Due to gluttony, I had to suffer at 2am in the morning and sort of repainted the hotel toilet. From day 6 onwards, everybody started falling ill.
We had lots of lectures on saving the earth in the near future and possible action plans were proposed on powerpoint by teams from each school. Our school presented an innovation project that went to the finals which was a concept clothes hangar. It was quite irrelevant but the judges were impressed by our flashy and animation-rich presentation.
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